<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453</id><updated>2012-01-23T19:16:07.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque Posso</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-1163849087454052435</id><published>2012-01-17T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T14:36:23.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAp-Mn-cu60/TxX3TUs1nbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/K0XshgF5TRo/s1600/DSC06342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAp-Mn-cu60/TxX3TUs1nbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/K0XshgF5TRo/s400/DSC06342.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dilema&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;|ê|&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="varpt" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="padding-left: 10px;" title="substantivo masculino"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;categoria&gt;s. m.&lt;/categoria&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px; padding-left: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer;" title="Duplo clique para ver definição"&gt;Alternativa em que não há opção satisfatória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer;" title="Duplo clique para ver definição"&gt;Conjuntura difícil (sem saída conveniente).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer;" title="Duplo clique para ver definição"&gt;Argumento formado por duas proposições que se contradizem mutuamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;in:&amp;nbsp;http://www.priberam.pt/dlpo/default.aspx?pal=dilema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; padding-left: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; padding-left: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Imagem: João Pedro Fonte)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; padding-left: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-1163849087454052435?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1163849087454052435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1163849087454052435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2012/01/dilema-s.html' title='Dilema'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAp-Mn-cu60/TxX3TUs1nbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/K0XshgF5TRo/s72-c/DSC06342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-3932912323047111959</id><published>2012-01-12T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T01:00:19.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Variações em #F b</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQFTLYRoQFI/Tw6gyjYC4DI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9FFNXze7hGk/s1600/Se%25CC%2581rie+A%25284%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQFTLYRoQFI/Tw6gyjYC4DI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9FFNXze7hGk/s320/Se%25CC%2581rie+A%25284%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Preludio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Imagens: Vicente Nequinha, Montagem: João Pedro Fonte)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-3932912323047111959?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3932912323047111959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3932912323047111959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2012/01/variacoes-em-f-b.html' title='Variações em #F b'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQFTLYRoQFI/Tw6gyjYC4DI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9FFNXze7hGk/s72-c/Se%25CC%2581rie+A%25284%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-3087097110007101858</id><published>2012-01-11T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:34:51.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bragança fria com natas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-jcbBamlmU/Tw4b80K7M-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/BeUtwB2es7Y/s1600/_DSC0109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-jcbBamlmU/Tw4b80K7M-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/BeUtwB2es7Y/s400/_DSC0109.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-3087097110007101858?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3087097110007101858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3087097110007101858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2012/01/braganca-com-natas-2.html' title='Bragança fria com natas.'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-jcbBamlmU/Tw4b80K7M-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/BeUtwB2es7Y/s72-c/_DSC0109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-8243903750514646807</id><published>2012-01-11T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T14:10:19.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Corredor do primeiro andar depois da aula de estruturas esta segunda feira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Direita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5lvCEvBGX4/Tw4HLAEHqSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2xjr_TQSuzY/s1600/DSC09924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5lvCEvBGX4/Tw4HLAEHqSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2xjr_TQSuzY/s320/DSC09924.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Esquerda, com o reflexo da direita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djfIJMk-Hqs/Tw4Gy-PLcgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/fi7mUmNMfXA/s1600/DSC09923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djfIJMk-Hqs/Tw4Gy-PLcgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/fi7mUmNMfXA/s320/DSC09923.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-8243903750514646807?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8243903750514646807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8243903750514646807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2012/01/corredor-do-primeiro-andar-depois-da.html' title=''/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5lvCEvBGX4/Tw4HLAEHqSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2xjr_TQSuzY/s72-c/DSC09924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-3482351751351017076</id><published>2012-01-01T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:29:11.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vamos simplificar as coisas. Pronto. Já está.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-3482351751351017076?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3482351751351017076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3482351751351017076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2012/01/vamos-simplificar-as-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-1546343214042726203</id><published>2011-12-22T13:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T13:07:54.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-1546343214042726203?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1546343214042726203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1546343214042726203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/12/um-pouco-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-1425548363865764810</id><published>2011-11-13T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T15:23:56.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parque da Cidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_9sjjn6720/TsBRF2j46PI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CnasNwepWkQ/s1600/DSC08888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_9sjjn6720/TsBRF2j46PI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CnasNwepWkQ/s320/DSC08888.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-1425548363865764810?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1425548363865764810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1425548363865764810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/11/parque-da-cidade.html' title='Parque da Cidade'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_9sjjn6720/TsBRF2j46PI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CnasNwepWkQ/s72-c/DSC08888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-8964331651449333955</id><published>2011-11-07T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T13:19:52.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O amanhã de ontem é hoje.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="column"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 15px;"&gt;Estamos num tempo presente, com a lembrança de um passado e com um futuro que é, essencialmente, desconhecido. Não poderemos falar de um destes tempos sem falar essencialmente dos três.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="column"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Porém, tendo em conta a matéria-prima com a qual trabalhamos, a sociedade e a arquitectura, parece-nos mais susceptível de interesse desenvolver, não a opinião mais directa de “como o passado influenciou o presente” mas sim de “como o futuro prepondera o tempo actual”. É verdade que o tempo não é pontual. Todos os fenómenos históricos são o resultado de um passado recente ou distante que culmina numa determinada acção que se pode desenvolver num determinado espaço de tempo, curto ou longo. Será o futuro um elemento a considerar nas acções pretéritas? Antes de mais cabe-nos esclarecer que, falando de futuro falamos de práticas conceptuais, estando a sua influência à partida, limitada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Para compreender este fenómeno vamos recorrer a uma das formas capazes de ilustrar o futuro: imagens. Numa visita a um conhecido sitio na internet, o Obvious(1), tivemos oportunidade de reparar num artigo intitulado, “Futuro do pretérito”(2), que mostrava postais de 1900 com ilustrações sobre como seria o ano 2000. Pegando em duas dessas imagens tentaremos compreender alguns conceitos inerentes à construção do futuro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TsytBDaLGQs/TrhI3mO64AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/lMR6RxgtTgs/s1600/Captura+de+ecra%25CC%2583+2011-11-7%252C+a%25CC%2580s+21.08.11.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TsytBDaLGQs/TrhI3mO64AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/lMR6RxgtTgs/s400/Captura+de+ecra%25CC%2583+2011-11-7%252C+a%25CC%2580s+21.08.11.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="column"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Em 1900 encontramos uma sociedade muito marcada pela inovação tecnológica. O mundo tinha começado a conhecer o universo através do trabalho do astrónomo alemão Max Wolf. Em Junho deste ano foi fundada a Fundação Nobel, e, no mundo dos gadgets, surgiu a primeira máquina fotográfica portátil Kodak. A Exposição Universal de Paris abria novos horizontes ao nível da construção arquitectónica e social. Uma época marcada pela inspiração e motivação que cria ambientes perfeitos para reflexões sobre o futuro, perfeitamente igualável à sociedade contemporânea*. Não é em vão que nestes postais se desenha o futuro com elementos arquitectónicos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;É notável uma clara necessidade de mobilidade e rapidez. Não está aqui inerente uma ideia de forma, mas sim de função. É clara a despreocupação que a movimentação de um edifício de quatro andares comporta para o desenho da paisagem e da cidade (figura1), ou por outro lado, o preenchimento dos céus com elementos de mobilidade voadores (figura 2). As necessidades resolvem-se a partir da experiência do utilizador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Também os ARCHIGRAM, reintrepretam estes desejos através das suas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking City &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;(figura 3) e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;Instant City &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;(figura 4), onde as utopias de 1900 são redesenhadas com os apetites deste tempo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNdwZZ9KRak/TrhJGbKYSSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/g_o2MPAX9B0/s1600/Captura+de+ecra%25CC%2583+2011-11-7%252C+a%25CC%2580s+21.09.26.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="137" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNdwZZ9KRak/TrhJGbKYSSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/g_o2MPAX9B0/s400/Captura+de+ecra%25CC%2583+2011-11-7%252C+a%25CC%2580s+21.09.26.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="column"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="column"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;De facto a ideia de mobilidade parece-nos uma das mais marcantes nas duas épocas, sendo um motor importante para a construção arquitectónica e, consequentemente, da vida em sociedade. Cada vez mais se necessita de chegar mais longe mais depressa. Isto poderá ser uma acção positiva se esta poupança de tempo se aplicasse em actividades socialmente construtivas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Ainda presente, podemos referir, aliado a este sonho de mobilidade, o desejo de flexibilidade espacial. Desta forma, ao movermos os edifícios, e consequentemente, as cidades, podemos dotar um mesmo espaço de diferentes tipos de uso consoante o tempo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Hoje em dia, encontramos vários exemplos de reflexões destas utopias. Rem Koolhaas, por exemplo, com o Prada Transformer** (figura 5), um pavilhão temporário onde cada um dos quatro lados da estrutura, pousando cada um de sua vez no chão, fornecem diferentes tipos de espaços para diferentes tipos de uso, aponta uma potencialidade extrema para a flexibilidade de espaços.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1z6hB0EjSao/TrhJW0bwZII/AAAAAAAAAHI/3oxDqIL4COo/s1600/Captura+de+ecra%25CC%2583+2011-11-7%252C+a%25CC%2580s+21.10.25.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="105" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1z6hB0EjSao/TrhJW0bwZII/AAAAAAAAAHI/3oxDqIL4COo/s400/Captura+de+ecra%25CC%2583+2011-11-7%252C+a%25CC%2580s+21.10.25.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Desta forma, e voltando ao inicio, parece-nos que a nossa ideia de futuro condiciona o trabalho presente, na medida em que é realmente capaz de sintetizar as necessidades mais urgentes e de lhes dar forma, apresentadas nestas utopias. Parece-nos que será este o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;zeitgeist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;actual, não só o olhar para o passado, que inevitavelmente tem um peso nas acções do presente tendo em conta que lhe serve de base, mas também olhar para o futuro que idealizamos. Desta forma, o olhar atento para as utopias, e a construção das mesmas permite-nos, actualmente, focar o que é realmente imprescindível para uma construção social e arquitectónica verdadeira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="column"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-style: italic;"&gt;Referências Bibliográficas: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-weight: 700;"&gt;(1) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;Sitio: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-weight: 700;"&gt;Obvios - um olhar mais demorado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;(http://obviousmag.org/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-weight: 700;"&gt;(2) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-style: italic;"&gt;“FUTURO DO PRETÉRITO OU OS ANOS 2000 IMAGINADOS EM 1900” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-weight: 700;"&gt;Jéssica Parizzoto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;(http://obviousmag.org/archives/2011/10/futuro_do_preterito_ou_os_anos_2000_imaginados_em_1900.html) Incluidas figuras 1 e 2.&lt;br /&gt;Figuras 3 e 4: ACHIGRAM http://www.archigram.net/index.html&lt;br /&gt;Figura 5: ARQA no 77 - Produções efémeras, Janeiro/Fevereiro 2010&lt;br /&gt;1900 na ciência: http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1900_na_ciência &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-weight: 700;"&gt;Notas:&lt;br /&gt;(*)- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;Sobre a contemporaneidade: Pedro Cabrita Reis em MESA TALKs 2011: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Sou um artista contemporâneo porque estou vivo no presente em que trabalho, mas gostaria de ser recordado como artista clássico”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;Também aqui consideramos “contemporâneo” o momento presente, e não qualquer outro tipo de estilo artístico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-weight: 700;"&gt;(**) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS; font-style: italic;"&gt;Prada Transformer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;- AMO.OMA pavilhão temporário construído em Seul no ano de 2008.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Trabalho realizado no âmbito da disciplina de TEORIA DA ARQUITECTURA 3 (3ºano do MIARQ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Escola de Arquitectura da Universidade do Minho&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Docente: Arq. Eduardo Fernandes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Texto nº &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tema: &lt;b&gt;ZEITGEIST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-8964331651449333955?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8964331651449333955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8964331651449333955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-amanha-de-ontem-e-hoje.html' title='O amanhã de ontem é hoje.'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TsytBDaLGQs/TrhI3mO64AI/AAAAAAAAAG4/lMR6RxgtTgs/s72-c/Captura+de+ecra%25CC%2583+2011-11-7%252C+a%25CC%2580s+21.08.11.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-8783141195742666187</id><published>2011-09-24T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T08:29:41.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Objectos de um passeio quente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FDSapIdP6k/Tg-CTR7jTvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mjfGVTOcOwk/s1600/DSC07526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FDSapIdP6k/Tg-CTR7jTvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mjfGVTOcOwk/s320/DSC07526.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnQATZQIm3I/Tg-CeElMqiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ya6ck88YkDQ/s1600/DSC07528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnQATZQIm3I/Tg-CeElMqiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ya6ck88YkDQ/s320/DSC07528.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanto potencial concentrado em meia dúzia de ferros no contexto adequado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagens - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-5735519519107507320?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/5735519519107507320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/5735519519107507320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/07/tao-pouco-do-que-pode-acontecer.html' title='Tão pouco do que pode acontecer acontece...'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FDSapIdP6k/Tg-CTR7jTvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mjfGVTOcOwk/s72-c/DSC07526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-6132084030846032325</id><published>2011-06-28T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:08:01.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Blood type"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZQib_0Rlk/TgohcVBN5OI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WOU1k6ezx34/s1600/DSC07530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZQib_0Rlk/TgohcVBN5OI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WOU1k6ezx34/s320/DSC07530.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3FOfHqHTyEo/TgoiLbEdgbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/j-RTeydY_5k/s1600/DSC07535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3FOfHqHTyEo/TgoiLbEdgbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/j-RTeydY_5k/s320/DSC07535.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I believe humans get a lot done, not because we're smart, but because we have thumbs so we can make coffee.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;- Flash Rosenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagens - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-6132084030846032325?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/6132084030846032325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/6132084030846032325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/06/blood-type.html' title='&quot;Blood type&quot;'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZQib_0Rlk/TgohcVBN5OI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WOU1k6ezx34/s72-c/DSC07530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-6043190403743963244</id><published>2011-06-09T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:07:47.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lado Positivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3xbY69Obsok/TfDnKbCglxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MeA3VJALnDg/s1600/DSC07222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3xbY69Obsok/TfDnKbCglxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MeA3VJALnDg/s400/DSC07222.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-6043190403743963244?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/6043190403743963244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/6043190403743963244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/06/lado-positivo.html' title='Lado Positivo'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3xbY69Obsok/TfDnKbCglxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MeA3VJALnDg/s72-c/DSC07222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-3813277557072292694</id><published>2011-06-09T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:07:38.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apreensões Indirectas (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g5L_R8evO_g/TfDgKhgt1lI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wLWnBZuKXj4/s1600/DSC06982+-+Versa%25CC%2583o+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g5L_R8evO_g/TfDgKhgt1lI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wLWnBZuKXj4/s400/DSC06982+-+Versa%25CC%2583o+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acredito hoje que as coisas são o que são do jeito que as pessoas as vêem. Por isso uma coisa não se encerra em si, mas assenta num leque de interpretações que a definem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acredito hoje que as coisas nunca revelarão a sua essência. Daí andar-mos todos a contar histórias sobre como as coisas são, sem nunca o saber. Daí sermos todos vitimas de interpretações e nunca da pura verdade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acredito hoje que amanha morrerei a saber nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-3813277557072292694?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3813277557072292694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3813277557072292694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/06/apreensoes-indirectas-2.html' title='Apreensões Indirectas (2)'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g5L_R8evO_g/TfDgKhgt1lI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wLWnBZuKXj4/s72-c/DSC06982+-+Versa%25CC%2583o+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-7194197656467761146</id><published>2011-05-20T03:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:07:24.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bragança quente com natas. Cremoso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AzXVfO-GWb8/TdZB68Fzs1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/AacLeR-jqAg/s1600/DSC05746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AzXVfO-GWb8/TdZB68Fzs1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/AacLeR-jqAg/s400/DSC05746.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New is good. Because old ended in death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-7194197656467761146?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7194197656467761146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7194197656467761146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-is-good-because-old-ended-in-death.html' title='Bragança quente com natas. Cremoso.'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AzXVfO-GWb8/TdZB68Fzs1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/AacLeR-jqAg/s72-c/DSC05746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-8360467400775750457</id><published>2011-05-08T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:07:11.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agora põe-te a pensar. Parte 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8TBHzRcKqCY/TccuaP-tolI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3Vy9GnPCt18/s1600/DSC05791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8TBHzRcKqCY/TccuaP-tolI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3Vy9GnPCt18/s400/DSC05791.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fascina-me a outra dimensão que tem os reflexos. Afinal de contas não estamos a fotografar um objecto, mas um plano que resume outros. Quer dizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-8360467400775750457?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8360467400775750457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8360467400775750457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/05/agora-poe-te-pensar-parte-5.html' title='Agora põe-te a pensar. Parte 5'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8TBHzRcKqCY/TccuaP-tolI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3Vy9GnPCt18/s72-c/DSC05791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-8804288463874410166</id><published>2011-05-08T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:06:58.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O nada que chega a ser tudo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMKR0OeSQOI/TccaUoOnOeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aaJbvsSgVZg/s1600/DSC06766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMKR0OeSQOI/TccaUoOnOeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aaJbvsSgVZg/s320/DSC06766.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5o0pFPInR0/Tb7fgdHwsDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bZJllNYfRzo/s1600/DSC06722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5o0pFPInR0/Tb7fgdHwsDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bZJllNYfRzo/s400/DSC06722.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-1644474232607773371?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1644474232607773371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1644474232607773371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/05/porta-que-segura-casa.html' title='A porta que segura a casa'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5o0pFPInR0/Tb7fgdHwsDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bZJllNYfRzo/s72-c/DSC06722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-4314341023610424198</id><published>2011-04-22T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T12:11:40.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Terá o homem capacidade de especular sobre as estrelas quando apenas alcança o céu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-4314341023610424198?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/4314341023610424198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/4314341023610424198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/04/agora-poe-te-pensar-parte-5.html' title=''/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-2202601290925810905</id><published>2011-04-15T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:06:36.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfu5eve0uZU/TaidbR3cnnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3kpPUuJ-sCk/s1600/DSC03542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfu5eve0uZU/TaidbR3cnnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3kpPUuJ-sCk/s320/DSC03542.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tearto da Cerca de São Bernardo (Arq. Mendes Ribeiro) + Construção s/ nome (autor desconhecido)&lt;br /&gt;Coimbra, no cimo de uma rua que custa a subir, sorte para os que descem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-2202601290925810905?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2202601290925810905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2202601290925810905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/04/dialogo.html' title='Diálogo'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfu5eve0uZU/TaidbR3cnnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3kpPUuJ-sCk/s72-c/DSC03542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-3091607645012458326</id><published>2011-04-05T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:06:24.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeu e Julieta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A paixão aumenta em função dos obstáculos que se lhe opõe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNz5fhrvtR0/TZt_X_eH6II/AAAAAAAAAEo/6aqxcaM3BIE/s1600/DSC06330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Julieta — Já vai embora? Mas se não está nem perto de amanhecer! Foi o rouxinol, não a cotovia, que penetrou o canal receoso de teu ouvido. Toda a noite ele canta lá na romãzeira. Acredita-me, amor, foi o rouxinol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Romeu — Foi a cotovia, arauto da manhã, e não o rouxinol. Olha, amor, as riscas invejosas que tecem um rendado nas nuvens que vão partindo lá para os lados do nascente. As velas noturnas consumiram-se, e o dia, bem-disposto, põe-se nas pontas dos pés sobre os cimos nevoentos dos morros. Devo partir e viver, ou fico para morrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Julieta — Essa luz não é a luz do dia, eu sei que não é, eu sei. É só algum meteoro que se desprendeu do sol, enviado para esta noite portador de tocha a teu dispor, e iluminar-te em teu caminho para Mântua. Portanto, fica ainda, não... precisas partir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddd898; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Romeu e Julieta (Cena V)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagens - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-3091607645012458326?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3091607645012458326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3091607645012458326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/04/romeu-e-julieta.html' title='Romeu e Julieta'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNz5fhrvtR0/TZt_X_eH6II/AAAAAAAAAEo/6aqxcaM3BIE/s72-c/DSC06330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-6439930377843886331</id><published>2011-04-04T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T03:35:06.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ebKmbM4iBE/TZmbruyolBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XaufRUSY4uc/s1600/DSC08990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ebKmbM4iBE/TZmbruyolBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XaufRUSY4uc/s400/DSC08990.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Passeios de Sexta à noite (com neve). Rua do Ares a ir.&lt;br /&gt;Imagem do Vicente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-6439930377843886331?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/6439930377843886331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/6439930377843886331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/04/passeios-de-sexta-noite-com-neve.html' title=''/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ebKmbM4iBE/TZmbruyolBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XaufRUSY4uc/s72-c/DSC08990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-1538845147844248104</id><published>2011-03-31T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:06:03.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olha para traz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vk07iP-CHw/TZUW_Z-ISTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5vW3uet9s7U/s1600/IMG_1102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vk07iP-CHw/TZUW_Z-ISTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5vW3uet9s7U/s320/IMG_1102.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vicente, Guilherme (e Eu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centro de Arte Contemporânea Graça Morais, manha fria de um sábado (para a próxima levo mais um casaco).&lt;br /&gt;Exposição de Rui Sanches - "Obras escolhidas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-1538845147844248104?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1538845147844248104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1538845147844248104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/03/olha-para-traz.html' title='Olha para traz'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vk07iP-CHw/TZUW_Z-ISTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5vW3uet9s7U/s72-c/IMG_1102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-7678773340634689362</id><published>2011-03-31T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:05:52.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agora põe-te a pensar. Parte 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN5164U_G1Q/TZTWBVHvbVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/n38SWrHLpLw/s1600/DSC06281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN5164U_G1Q/TZTWBVHvbVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/n38SWrHLpLw/s320/DSC06281.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Escola de arquitectura Universidade do Minho depois da aula de projecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Se cada um tem uma história, cada um entende de maneira diferente o que aos olhos lhe aparece. Existirão as coisas em si mesmas ou apenas sob o nosso ponto de vista?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Será o nosso entendimento que faz o verdadeiro significado das coisas? O nosso de quem? Quem define o que é o que?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-7678773340634689362?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7678773340634689362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7678773340634689362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/03/chao-parede-e-ceu.html' title='Agora põe-te a pensar. Parte 4'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN5164U_G1Q/TZTWBVHvbVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/n38SWrHLpLw/s72-c/DSC06281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-760445369145010292</id><published>2011-03-26T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:05:40.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mensagens genéricas para pessoas especificas (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m5cdS0SMwDI/TY6Z460q1WI/AAAAAAAAAEY/E0Q6UR1j9dE/s1600/Fotografia%252C+27-03-2011+-+02.56+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m5cdS0SMwDI/TY6Z460q1WI/AAAAAAAAAEY/E0Q6UR1j9dE/s320/Fotografia%252C+27-03-2011+-+02.56+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Para cada coisa que existe, existe também uma anti-coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cada positivo tem o seu negativo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Morro por saber qual será a minha outra parte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;2:59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte (de frente, limitou-se a clicar no botão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-760445369145010292?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/760445369145010292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/760445369145010292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/03/mensagens-genericas-para-pessoas.html' title='Mensagens genéricas para pessoas especificas (1)'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m5cdS0SMwDI/TY6Z460q1WI/AAAAAAAAAEY/E0Q6UR1j9dE/s72-c/Fotografia%252C+27-03-2011+-+02.56+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-1727448349432253731</id><published>2011-03-15T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T06:15:58.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double negative</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-H-WLKLICmcw/TX9l1r47kMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/R7p1gaw3kWc/s1600/Heizer_Michael_Double+Negative_1969-70.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-H-WLKLICmcw/TX9l1r47kMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/R7p1gaw3kWc/s400/Heizer_Michael_Double+Negative_1969-70.jpg" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Para criar esta escultura o material foi removido e não acrescentado. Não há lá nada, mas não deixa de ser uma escultura."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Por &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Michael Heizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem:&amp;nbsp;http://sculptureoverview.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-1727448349432253731?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1727448349432253731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/1727448349432253731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/03/double-negative.html' title='Double negative'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-H-WLKLICmcw/TX9l1r47kMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/R7p1gaw3kWc/s72-c/Heizer_Michael_Double+Negative_1969-70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-2806663187340456920</id><published>2011-03-07T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:04:33.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Março 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ehlz7OkkGHE/TXWDA4_IgvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-0RJdMYhXIg/s1600/DSC05588+-+Versa%25CC%2583o+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ehlz7OkkGHE/TXWDA4_IgvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-0RJdMYhXIg/s320/DSC05588+-+Versa%25CC%2583o+2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coimbra: Ponte Pedro e Inês antes de jantar. Francesinha. (E Pepsi) Não havia Coca-Cola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zwX-QGU47Go/TXWDRwS6pgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kKsdZnIEu1w/s1600/DSC05698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zwX-QGU47Go/TXWDRwS6pgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kKsdZnIEu1w/s320/DSC05698.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bragança. Eu a passar e ela quietinha. Depois de almoço: Lombo recheado com puré.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E alface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DQAtvoF5120/TXWDWsbpFXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w68SAbaKKvc/s1600/DSC05729+-+Versa%25CC%2583o+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="57" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DQAtvoF5120/TXWDWsbpFXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w68SAbaKKvc/s320/DSC05729+-+Versa%25CC%2583o+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Três velhotes. É sempre bonito tirar fotos a velhotes, mas só se for em tras-os-montes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E depois corta-se a imagem. E põe-se em blogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amanha tiro isto daqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagens - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-2806663187340456920?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2806663187340456920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2806663187340456920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/03/marco-2011.html' title='Março 2011'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ehlz7OkkGHE/TXWDA4_IgvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-0RJdMYhXIg/s72-c/DSC05588+-+Versa%25CC%2583o+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-2071503362465220467</id><published>2011-03-04T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:04:15.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltar a casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h1-6TIJ_PIs/TXFxx_T3nAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FZWBlaBPq4k/s1600/DSC05577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h1-6TIJ_PIs/TXFxx_T3nAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FZWBlaBPq4k/s400/DSC05577.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-2071503362465220467?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2071503362465220467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2071503362465220467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/03/voltar-casa.html' title='Voltar a casa'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h1-6TIJ_PIs/TXFxx_T3nAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FZWBlaBPq4k/s72-c/DSC05577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-8660295691985051708</id><published>2011-02-19T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:03:57.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Universo paralelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nYzX5FZvEQ/TV-fTbTQaPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/epR_biVGULQ/s1600/DSC04441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nYzX5FZvEQ/TV-fTbTQaPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/epR_biVGULQ/s320/DSC04441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez um dia se tentar com muita força consiga lá entrar. E experimentar-me. Não sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-8660295691985051708?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8660295691985051708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8660295691985051708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/02/universo-paralelo.html' title='Universo paralelo'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nYzX5FZvEQ/TV-fTbTQaPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/epR_biVGULQ/s72-c/DSC04441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-382790863486165173</id><published>2011-02-19T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T02:33:12.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BOM DIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-382790863486165173?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/382790863486165173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/382790863486165173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/02/bom-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-2470506399885205640</id><published>2011-01-23T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:03:42.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agora põe-te a pensar. Parte 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TTyo5ohuSMI/AAAAAAAAADw/LJ-kPor9cYU/s1600/IMG_1067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TTyo5ohuSMI/AAAAAAAAADw/LJ-kPor9cYU/s320/IMG_1067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um edifício do Arquitecto Eduardo Souto Moura (Centro de Arte Contemporânea Graça Morais - Bragança)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um corte á escala 1:1 de uma qualquer habitação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-2470506399885205640?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2470506399885205640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2470506399885205640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/01/agora-poe-te-pensar-parte-3.html' title='Agora põe-te a pensar. Parte 3'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TTyo5ohuSMI/AAAAAAAAADw/LJ-kPor9cYU/s72-c/IMG_1067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-8345746430347488415</id><published>2011-01-07T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:50:00.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apreensões Indirectas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSekPgFc7RI/AAAAAAAAADs/CVQtFOFXhz8/s1600/DSC03184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSekPgFc7RI/AAAAAAAAADs/CVQtFOFXhz8/s320/DSC03184.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lá ia eu outra vez. Acabara-se o fim de semana e havia que voltar á escola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A estação de autocarros de Bragança foi construída à pouco tempo. Obra “moderna”, como diria o meu avô, o que é certo é que, apesar dos problemas visíveis que a estrutura comporta (fica para outra altura), criou-se um ponto de encontro para a juventude de à 50 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O cenário é simples. Apresentam-se personagens dos dois sexos, estando o masculino representado apenas por dois intervenientes. As senhoras, sentadas com a noite reflectida nos painéis de vidro, tapam-se com os cobertores que trouxeram de casa para o efeito. Falam da vida dos outros, das delas, enfim (não estive muito tempo a cuscar-lhe a conversa). Sem olhar para o relógio, os senhores caminham em círculos em redor das senhoras, mantendo a distância, como se não quisessem estar ali, mas apesar de tudo soubessem que não tinham nada a perder. Sentam-se por vezes. A solidão é a cara dos actores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O modo mais natural de vencer a solidão é estar com pessoas. Mas não deixa de ser curioso o local escolhido para o encontro. A Estação comporta um sistema de vivências já por si complexo. O mesmo local vê sorrisos de chegadas e lágrimas de partidas. É um vai e volta, uma maquina de acontecimentos que não tem tempos nem idades.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estava frio na rua (acreditem, eu sei do que falo). Mas apesar de tudo, estas senhoras e os seus andarilhos saem à rua todos os dias para se juntarem naquele lugar. De todos os problemas arquitectónicos que aquele espaço poderá ter, a partir do momento em que isto acontece o seu papel está cumprido, o que me leva a concluir que a essência dos lugares, está na preponderância do uso. São estas senhoras que ligam todos os acontecimentos daquele sitio. São a referencia temporal. No limite, são o espaço, transformando-o em algo vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-8345746430347488415?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8345746430347488415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8345746430347488415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/01/apreensoes-indirectas.html' title='Apreensões Indirectas'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSekPgFc7RI/AAAAAAAAADs/CVQtFOFXhz8/s72-c/DSC03184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-3857986653412391382</id><published>2011-01-07T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:51:30.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As pernas não servem só para andar. - André Tavares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSeSdDvWxdI/AAAAAAAAADE/C5x4dO0haSE/s1600/DSC03529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSeSdDvWxdI/AAAAAAAAADE/C5x4dO0haSE/s320/DSC03529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Voltar a casa. Um momento decisivo da viagem é o regresso. A chegada.&amp;nbsp; Pousar as malas, carregadas como um contingente pesado, reencontrar&amp;nbsp; a cama moldada a preceito. (...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Essa&amp;nbsp; tranquilidade,&amp;nbsp; o&amp;nbsp; silêncio&amp;nbsp; de&amp;nbsp; casa,&amp;nbsp; do&amp;nbsp; seu&amp;nbsp; espaço&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; dos&amp;nbsp; objectos&amp;nbsp; mil&amp;nbsp; vezes&amp;nbsp; reconhecidos,&amp;nbsp; é&amp;nbsp; o&amp;nbsp; momento&amp;nbsp; mais&amp;nbsp; delicioso&amp;nbsp; da&amp;nbsp; viagem.&amp;nbsp; O momento em que as inúmeras experiências insólitas, os momentos&amp;nbsp; absurdos e inexplicáveis, são recordados num ápice. Nesse instante, os&amp;nbsp; lugares&amp;nbsp; transformam-se&amp;nbsp; em&amp;nbsp; imagens&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; recordações,&amp;nbsp; o&amp;nbsp; calor&amp;nbsp; de&amp;nbsp; facto&amp;nbsp; transforma-se no esboço de um sorriso íntimo, os passos dados transformam-se em saber interpretar de novo, e usar, as tantas coisas arre- cadadas no baú mental durante a viagem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;André Tavares - Opúsculo 4 (Dafne Editora)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 9.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;André Tavares (Porto, 1976) formou-se na Faculdade de Arquitectura da Universidade&amp;nbsp; do Porto em 2000. Em 2005 publicou o livro Arquitectura antituberculose. É coordenador&amp;nbsp; editorial na Dafne Editora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-3857986653412391382?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3857986653412391382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3857986653412391382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-pernas-nao-servem-so-para-andar.html' title='As pernas não servem só para andar. - André Tavares'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSeSdDvWxdI/AAAAAAAAADE/C5x4dO0haSE/s72-c/DSC03529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-7821975733317797657</id><published>2011-01-04T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:34:56.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chá sobre Papel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSPB8VMSLwI/AAAAAAAAADA/6I51Hi0e0fo/s1600/Chasobrepapel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="121" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSPB8VMSLwI/AAAAAAAAADA/6I51Hi0e0fo/s400/Chasobrepapel.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chá de menta e canela sobre papel. Por Vicente Nequinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-7821975733317797657?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7821975733317797657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7821975733317797657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/01/cha-sobre-papel.html' title='Chá sobre Papel'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSPB8VMSLwI/AAAAAAAAADA/6I51Hi0e0fo/s72-c/Chasobrepapel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-7723187262245362435</id><published>2011-01-02T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:44:52.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agora põe-te a pensar. Parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSERrdODn0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZzDimDpl3_0/s1600/IMG_0953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSERrdODn0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZzDimDpl3_0/s400/IMG_0953.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Em: Guimarães, 2 de Janeiro de 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVADO&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; PUBLICO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIVADOPUBLICO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;PRIUBLICO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-7723187262245362435?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7723187262245362435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7723187262245362435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2011/01/agora-poe-te-pensar-parte-2.html' title='Agora põe-te a pensar. Parte 2'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TSERrdODn0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZzDimDpl3_0/s72-c/IMG_0953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-7326242875948408996</id><published>2010-12-26T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:36:37.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa da Musica na Boavista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRfRhl7lulI/AAAAAAAAACs/u1UeG33vArE/s1600/DSC03419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRfRhl7lulI/AAAAAAAAACs/u1UeG33vArE/s320/DSC03419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-7326242875948408996?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7326242875948408996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7326242875948408996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/casa-da-musica-na-boavista.html' title='Casa da Musica na Boavista'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRfRhl7lulI/AAAAAAAAACs/u1UeG33vArE/s72-c/DSC03419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-5267350418090205326</id><published>2010-12-22T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T07:31:07.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonçalo M Tavares</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Senhor Walser&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRIX15ZGCbI/AAAAAAAAACk/HCsdvxkcGAM/s1600/500_9789722118262_o_senhor_walser.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRIX15ZGCbI/AAAAAAAAACk/HCsdvxkcGAM/s320/500_9789722118262_o_senhor_walser.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como Walser está contente! Mal se abre a porta de sua casa - sente ele - entra-se noutro mundo. Como se não fosse apenas um movimento físico no espaço - dois passos que se dão - mas também uma deslocação - bem mais intensa - no tempo; (...) desse pé de trás para o pé da frente, que já ultrapassou a ombreira da porta, a distância não deve ser medida em centímetros de passada, mas em séculos, talvez milénios.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 8.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 8.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O Senhor Walser, Gonçalo M. Tavares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://goncalomtavares.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-senhor-walser.html"&gt;http://goncalomtavares.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-senhor-walser.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-5267350418090205326?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/5267350418090205326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/5267350418090205326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/goncalo-m-tavares.html' title='Gonçalo M Tavares'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRIX15ZGCbI/AAAAAAAAACk/HCsdvxkcGAM/s72-c/500_9789722118262_o_senhor_walser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-3269802015098442094</id><published>2010-12-22T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:37:00.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu na casa dos Eames!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRITJ-wIpmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1wdfPLHaOOs/s1600/DSC03362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRITJ-wIpmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1wdfPLHaOOs/s400/DSC03362.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A 24 de Dezembro de 1949 Charles e Ray Eames finalmente se mudaram para a sua nova casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Para um casal, ambos ocupados profissionalmente com experiências mecânicas e apresentações gráficas... A casa não deve ter muitas exigências, deve funcionar como um apoio à vida de trabalho. Esta casa - na sua relação livre com o solo, com as árvores e com o mar -, com a proximidade constante da vasta ordem natural actua como um reorientador, como uma amortecedor, e deve proporcionar o relaxamento necessário face às complicações quotidianas da vida e dos seus problemas."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A filha de Charles, Lucia Eames Demetrios, descreve o interior da casa: "Quando acordamos de manhã, vemos o magnifico jogo de sombras quando a luz, filtrada pelas folhas dos eucaliptos, incide nos painéis e nas paredes. Temos uma visão maravilhosa da sala de estar, vista de cima, depois descemos pela escada em espiral e entramos subitamente no espaço aberto da sala de estar antes de nos instalar-mos na cozinha para tomar o pequeno almoço".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(in: Eames &amp;nbsp;by Gloria Koenig)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRIWwEO7L9I/AAAAAAAAACY/yy0pWyfFhG8/s1600/1277697714-locgov6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRIWwEO7L9I/AAAAAAAAACY/yy0pWyfFhG8/s320/1277697714-locgov6.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRIWyghqA_I/AAAAAAAAACg/4OylnM663Hk/s1600/1277699317-plans-axon-1000x350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRIWyghqA_I/AAAAAAAAACg/4OylnM663Hk/s320/1277699317-plans-axon-1000x350.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-3269802015098442094?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3269802015098442094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/3269802015098442094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-na-casa-dos-eames.html' title='Eu na casa dos Eames!'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRITJ-wIpmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1wdfPLHaOOs/s72-c/DSC03362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-7201656683085989942</id><published>2010-12-22T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:37:13.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terra dos Chouriços.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRHtpHAxpDI/AAAAAAAAACM/EyXbjd36iM4/s1600/DSC03357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRHtpHAxpDI/AAAAAAAAACM/EyXbjd36iM4/s400/DSC03357.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sábado à tarde. Vamos a Vinhais.&lt;br /&gt;A viagem foi boa, sol, montes, verde, vinha de Bragança. quatro da tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei que maldição teria caído sobre esta terra neste dia, mas depois da placa entrava-mos noutro mundo. &amp;nbsp;Parou-se o carro no bairro e eu fui a pé. O objectivo era desenhar, mas havia tanto nevoeiro que não se viam dois metros para a frente. Lanchei (nota: os meus sapatos vermelhos foram alvo de risotas discretas, não os levem calçados se se quiserem integrar).&lt;br /&gt;Não deu pra ver grande coisa. Tudo na mesma como o tinha deixado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Vou almoçar. Depois acabo isto.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-7201656683085989942?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7201656683085989942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/7201656683085989942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/terra-dos-chouricos.html' title='Terra dos Chouriços.'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRHtpHAxpDI/AAAAAAAAACM/EyXbjd36iM4/s72-c/DSC03357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-2706536681039757379</id><published>2010-12-22T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:37:26.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teatro</title><content type='html'>E... Quando não temos nada que fazer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRHlMmc0zjI/AAAAAAAAACI/pkBkwwWuMOA/s1600/DSC08462neg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRHlMmc0zjI/AAAAAAAAACI/pkBkwwWuMOA/s400/DSC08462neg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-2706536681039757379?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2706536681039757379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2706536681039757379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/teatro.html' title='Teatro'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TRHlMmc0zjI/AAAAAAAAACI/pkBkwwWuMOA/s72-c/DSC08462neg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-664828414678182667</id><published>2010-12-21T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:37:39.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coimbra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TREU1Ugnc4I/AAAAAAAAACE/o9qpir5nTy4/s1600/DSC09175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TREU1Ugnc4I/AAAAAAAAACE/o9qpir5nTy4/s400/DSC09175.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ainda tens muito pra me dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-664828414678182667?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/664828414678182667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/664828414678182667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/coimbra.html' title='Coimbra'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TREU1Ugnc4I/AAAAAAAAACE/o9qpir5nTy4/s72-c/DSC09175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-8993320973460251367</id><published>2010-12-21T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T07:32:16.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes Is More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TREUUQi01GI/AAAAAAAAACA/IJ1L9o3pk74/s1600/big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TREUUQi01GI/AAAAAAAAACA/IJ1L9o3pk74/s320/big.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.big.dk/"&gt;http://www.big.dk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-8993320973460251367?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8993320973460251367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/8993320973460251367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/yes-is-more-httpwwwbigdk.html' title='Yes Is More'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TREUUQi01GI/AAAAAAAAACA/IJ1L9o3pk74/s72-c/big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-19619378011837678</id><published>2010-12-21T11:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:32:15.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não nos devemos rir dos outros. Mesmo que sejam uns idiotas inúteis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-19619378011837678?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/19619378011837678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/19619378011837678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/nao-nos-devemos-rir-dos-outros.html' title=''/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-2972450683185785297</id><published>2010-12-13T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:37:53.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponto de vista de uma formiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TQaoOEYuU6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zhXbEbII9OQ/s1600/DSC03222+-+Co%25CC%2581pia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TQaoOEYuU6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zhXbEbII9OQ/s400/DSC03222+-+Co%25CC%2581pia.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem - João Pedro Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-2972450683185785297?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2972450683185785297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/2972450683185785297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/ponto-de-vista-de-uma-formiga.html' title='Ponto de vista de uma formiga'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TQaoOEYuU6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zhXbEbII9OQ/s72-c/DSC03222+-+Co%25CC%2581pia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-4924970885187652881</id><published>2010-12-13T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:05:04.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não adianta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TQal8HckhMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OO1bodtAtts/s1600/DSC03211+-+Co%25CC%2581pia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TQal8HckhMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OO1bodtAtts/s320/DSC03211+-+Co%25CC%2581pia.JPG" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TQamU55J2nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aR0TKXuWfuc/s1600/DSC03217+-+Co%25CC%2581pia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TQamU55J2nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aR0TKXuWfuc/s320/DSC03217+-+Co%25CC%2581pia.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca vais parecer sério, pensativo ou seja lá o que for enquanto tiveres um Pimento na cabeça.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920201694459201453-4924970885187652881?l=porqueposso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/4924970885187652881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920201694459201453/posts/default/4924970885187652881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueposso.blogspot.com/2010/12/nao-adianta.html' title='Não adianta.'/><author><name>João Pedro Fonte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726503469161295548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSX-56BOR2Q/TQal8HckhMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OO1bodtAtts/s72-c/DSC03211+-+Co%25CC%2581pia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920201694459201453.post-6956468141845407189</id><published>2010-12-13T14:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:00:48.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Produções Efémeras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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